Your true friends you can count on one hand, a very rare breed,
Some claim to be your friends, not for love, but rather for greed,
Others are jealous, and place before you, a negative seed,
Lestyouget ahead of them, andtheirsuccess,youexceed,
Andyourjourney forward,theyare determined to block and impede,
And are self-righteous when you fall, or stumble and bleed,
Then utter, “I told you so”, in the hope thatyouwill concede,
Thattheirways are better,youneed to follow, and to take heed,
But the one that motivates you in darkness, and in your hour of need,
And the one that uplifts you, and even for awhile, takes the lead,
The one that celebrateswith youandfor you, when you succeed,
That is a friend, my friend, that, is a true friend - indeed.